One or two or even three kids is fine, but all five with little ole me is asking for Trouble (which was capitalized intentionally).
Sometimes, however, I can not avoid it. Especially during summer.
So we go.
Hello, Target customers. Why yes they are ALL mine. Thank you SO much for asking.
Before we enter the building we have the same conversation. Every. Time.
Kids, What are we going to do?All righty then, Here We Go!
Answer: STICK TOGETHER.
Does that mean you can run ahead of me?
Does that mean you lag WAY behind?
Sometimes the pep talk works, if we run in and out in record time, but A LOT of times it doesn't.
Two run ahead. One lags behind. I try to yell without yelling. Get. Over. Here. Now.
Fights break out over who gets to push Suhn in the stroller.
A flip flop breaks leaving one kid hopping/walking barefoot/alternating between both options.
They hide behind and in clothes racks.
They knock things off the shelves.
They pout because I veto the orange tic tacs.
They pout because they don't WANT Sean to push them.
They lay down in the middle of the aisle because they WANT to push Suhn.
One pees his pants.
Hello, Target customers. Anyone want to buy a kid?
Hahahahahaha. I jest.
BUT, just to be safe... I think I need to try HARDER to avoid going to Target with ALL five kids.